The Second Eunuch Regains His Manhood

Chapter 27: Coming to Meet You Now

“The reconstruction of our sect has just begun. In such circumstances, announcing that we possess treasures like the Night Pearl and the Joining and Parting Divine Skill is akin to throwing a lamb into a pack of starving wolves. Treasures without the strength to protect them are as good as cursed. When showcasing treasures in this merciless martial world, one must first have the power to protect them. But our sect has treasures but lacks the strength to defend them. Therefore, we must wait until we have sufficient power before revealing the treasures.”

I spoke politely while looking at Jeonyeong.

My words were utterly reasonable.

To publicly declare that the Gongdong Sect, with only three members, possesses such treasures? That’s just handing out free passes to the Black Masked Men!

I bet my entire fortune that a week after the announcement, the Black Masked Men would come knocking to wipe us out.

If Jeonyeong had any sense, he would accept my suggestion.

After considering for a moment, Jeonyeong lightly closed his eyes and then opened them.

“You make a valid point. Very well, we will keep the fact that our sect holds the Night Pearl and the Joining and Parting Divine Skill confidential for now. As the old saying goes, ‘A horse cannot catch up to a tongue,’ so both of you must refrain from rash actions.”

Fortunately, Jeonyeong complied with my thoughts.

My fellow disciple nodded along with me.

After reinforcing the secret, Jeonyeong approached a chest in the corner of the room, opened it, placed the Night Pearl and the secret of the Joining and Parting Divine Skill inside, and closed the lid thud.

After locking it, Jeonyeong looked at us, saying, “Today, you’ve returned safely, retrieved the sect’s ultimate skill, received guidance from our ancestors, and achieved a degree of accomplishment, so to commemorate this, we will dine out tomorrow.”

Jeonyeong smiled lightly at us.

His face was still flushed with excitement.

Dining out.

I knew exactly where Jeonyeong planned to take us.

And who would be there.

Finally, I will meet Baekdojeilhwa.

Baekdojeilhwa, the Frozen Soul Sword Mistress, Seoharin.

In my previous life, she was Geomseong Yujinhwi’s fellow disciple and the most beautiful woman of the orthodox sect. Before joining the Gongdong Sect, she was the daughter of an innkeeper.

And the inn she lived in was the only business under the Gongdong Sect, the Gongdong Inn.

It was the establishment where my master was taking us for dinner tomorrow.

“Thank you, Master.”

“Thank you!”

My fellow disciple and I expressed our gratitude to our master.

After finishing all my tasks, I retreated to my personal room in Cheongun Pavilion.

Creek.

As I opened the sliding door, the shabby bedding and my belongings greeted me.

Thud. I closed the sliding door and pulled out an oil can from my things, applying it generously to my hands.

I hadn’t been able to perform the Jerk Exercise, a non-surgical penis enlargement method and a modern scientific marvel, because I was with my fellow disciple.

One whole week without doing the Jerk Exercise!

Though it was due to the fate, for someone who took the motto “If today is renewed, then every day must be renewed” as a guiding principle, it was a painful mistake.

To make up for the past week, I needed to dive into my Jerk Exercise from now on.

With my oily right hand, I placed it inside my pants.

With a soundless groan, my waist bent once more like a bow.

A manifestation of the bow-like figure in the blanket.

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The next morning.

Waking up, I felt a pleasant stiffness in my lower body.

When I lifted the blanket, a massive pyramid rising above my waistband greeted me.

Right, the morning tent every healthy man experiences had come to visit me again today.

Hahaha.

I chuckled while looking at that proud pyramid in my pants.

Most people dislike waking up in the morning when the day begins, but not me.

This moment of seeing the towering column right after waking up was when I felt the most happiness.

Now, I stand in the morning too. The fact that I am a man and the growing thickness and length of my pride brought me pure joy.

I honestly feel I could manage a dry orgasm right now.

Wait, isn’t it not a dry orgasm since I’m aroused?

I lifted my pants to check my pride’s specs.

There stood a massive specimen, far from the imagination of a thirteen-year-old boy, threatening to burst out of my pants.

My lower body was truly revitalized each day.

I suppose it’s time to move to the next level now.

After checking my pride’s specs, I realized it was time to transition from Jerk and Kegel exercises to studying elevation.

While Jerk and Kegel exercises are marvelous non-surgical methods of enhancement, in the realm of martial arts, they are just foundational techniques.

Of course, they alone wouldn’t grant me the absolute vitality I desired.

Since my foundation was nearly complete, it was time to delve into the Rising Supreme Technique.

This would allow me to become a master of the Color Spectrum.

It’s about time to start Hanging.

Hanging, which involves tying the penis and testicles together with a string, attaching a weight, and swinging in a horse stance, is a non-surgical technique considered a rising supreme method.

This technique is well-known in modern times and some training centers link it to Qi training and lower dantian breathing.

However, without Qi and internal power in the modern world, the benefits of connecting Qi training, lower dantian breathing, and Hanging don’t go beyond placebo levels.

But this isn’t modern Earth; it’s a medieval martial arts world where internal power exists! Doing Hanging while drawing on that internal force might actually yield the outrageous claims of strength enhancement circulating online.

Even if it doesn’t, the efficacy of Hanging has been proven by many.

With the Jerk methods laying sufficient groundwork, it was now time to embark on Hanging to train firmness, length, endurance, and pelvic floor muscles.

I need to find a suitable weight and some soft fabric…

I contemplated the materials needed for Hanging as I opened the sliding door and began today’s routine.

As usual, I finished the morning cleaning with my fellow disciple and woke my master.

Ahem. Then let’s dine out today as promised yesterday.

My master spoke to us as he awoke.

“Both of you should change into our sect’s martial attire.”

My master’s instructions came.

Right now, my disciple and I were wearing worn-out training clothes.

Though the Gongdong Sect is still a sect, we do have a separate set of clothes for going out, which I received upon joining too.

Since there hadn’t been any outings for a while, I hadn’t ever worn mine, and now it was time to do so.

Following my master’s directions, my disciple and I went into our respective private rooms in Cheongun Pavilion to change.

The outfit for going out was a black martial uniform that, while somewhat worn, looked neat and clean.

After changing, I adjusted my outfit.

Without a bronze mirror, I had a hard time gauging whether I looked good in the clothes or not.

I brushed my hair back with a comb and checked my fragrance pouch.

Grooming is essential.

The key to winning a lady’s heart lies first in cleanliness, then in fashion.

Just like the saying, “Clothes make the man”, it was crucial for someone of my less-than-ideal looks to dress well.

Even if a guy looks just as ugly, a clean and neat semi-formal outfit will leave a better impression than a worn, faded, and stretched-out t-shirt.

I need to buy a mirror soon.

I felt the discomfort of not having a mirror, finished the final checks, and opened the sliding door.

“Disciple, you’ve come out?”

Creek.

As I stepped outside, my fellow disciple waved hello with a smile.

There was no need to describe more about my fellow disciple, dressed in a neat but worn black uniform with a reverse taeguk insignia.

He was just too good-looking, resembling a male courtesan.

His striking beauty made the old uniform appear like a classic luxury bespoke suit.

With flawless skin and a subtle scent of wildflowers, it was almost unfair.

The morning sunlight shining on him made his entire being shine like a star.

Shit. This isn’t happening.

Despite washing up in the creek since morning and grooming my hair to perfection, I couldn’t outshine my disciple’s innate talent.

What else could be termed genius if this isn’t it?

Feeling again the unfairness of the world, I stood beside him, wishing that he would be only 3 cm in that area.

“Yes, I’m out now.”

“Master has already gone to the mountain gate. Let’s hurry!”

My fellow disciple seemed excited about our long-awaited dining out and attempted to take my hand.

I deftly evaded his touch, feigning a pure smile.

“Understood. Since it’s our first meal outside with the family, I’m thrilled! It feels like my birthday.”

Upon hearing my words, my fellow disciple’s momentarily paused gaze began to tremble again.

He replied, “Is that so? I feel the same! I’m so glad to be building memories by dining out with my dear disciple.”

My fellow disciple grinned widely.

He seemed genuinely pleased, humming a joyful tune, yet I was not feeling as upbeat.

I hadn’t anticipated having my first meal outside with a group of guys.

Typically, dining out should be enjoyed atop a fancy venue, sipping drinks with stunning beauties.

At least, knowing I could see Baekdojeilhwa was a small comfort.

“I’m also glad to be dining out with you, fellow disciple. Master is waiting. Shall we head out?”

“Of course! I’ll lead the way! Don’t get lost, okay!”

He stepped out ahead of me.

Ever since the incident of the so-called ‘getting lost,’ he had insistently taken the lead in even trivial matters.

And now was the same.

In this main base, where could one possibly get lost?

I shook my head internally while following closely behind him toward the mountain gate.

Jeonyeong was already waiting there.

Clearing throat. “Then we shall depart.”

With Jeonyeong’s words, we left the main base.

The Gongdong Sect is located at Mount Chwibyung.

In simpler terms, it’s the mountain peak. Naturally, descending to the lower village, Hwajeong County, would take considerable time, even with any mystical methods.

“Make sure to keep up.”

Jeonyeong parroted the earlier words of my disciple as he activated Minor Yang Step and leaped down the mountain path.

With graceful movements, Jeonyeong descended the mountain trail, followed by my fellow disciple and me, employing the same technique.

After our descent, we arrived at Hwajeong County.

The lower village of Gongdong Mountain.

During the height of the Gongdong Sect’s glory, Hwajeong County was a bustling place, filled with inns and venues catering to countless visitors.

However, since the Gongdong Sect’s downfall, the size of Hwajeong County has diminished.

Stores and inns that had closed down lay abandoned, symbolizing the decline of the Gongdong Sect.

But it wasn’t as if Hwajeong County turned into a ghost town.

While the Gongdong Sect fell, Gongdong Mountain remains a sacred site and a prominent spiritual mountain of the Central Plains.

Consequently, the pilgrimage traffic to Gongdong Mountain still maintains a significant presence, and while the borough is in decline, it hasn’t completely collapsed.

We wandered through the bustling marketplace of Hwajeong County, which remained moderately lively with pilgrims.

How long had we been walking?

Thud.

Jeonyeong’s footsteps suddenly halted before a shabby inn.

On the inn’s sign, it read “Gongdong Inn” in bold Chinese characters.

This was indeed the final business remaining under the Gongdong Sect and…

The family of Baekdojeilhwa.

The figure of the most beautiful woman from the orthodox sect, whom I had met in my previous life, floated before my eyes.

Smirk.

The corners of my mouth turned upward.

Baekdojeilhwa, I’m coming to meet you now.

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